White Night looked around and saw that the ship's ceiling was creaking with various parts, cables, and pipes, as if it was in danger of falling at any moment. Electric sparks flew from some of the broken cables, and the occasional crackling sound signaled the imminent collapse of the wreckage.

"Let's go!"

He picked up the old man as he made a quick move towards the exit of the cabin. The crumbling ceiling above the ruins shook and shards fell, thumping with the sound of their footsteps.

The old man obediently followed behind the white night, stumbling as he nervously avoided the debris falling from the ceiling. The firelight shone on his old face, and his forehead was covered with sweat.

"Hey, I don't know what your name is or where you belong yet, but thank you so much, buddy."

"I knew something was going to go wrong with this broken ship, but I hadn't had a chance to replace her before."

"Say thank you, go out and talk about it, your precious ship is about to blow up."

Bai Ye didn't stop at all, and his tone was cold and firm. His eyes were always focused on the front, keeping an eye out for the ship's cabin structure, which could collapse at any moment.

At the same time, he continued to separate his mind and use his mental power to lift some falling objects above his head.

Clint followed them, sensing movement around him with the sharp instincts of an archer. He is always ready to respond quickly to possible emergencies, and his bow and arrows are ready to be fired.

After all, until now, he didn't know how the spaceship fell, what if it was a good thing done by the Church of Universal Truth?

Not long after helping the old man out of the spaceship, the spaceship suddenly let out a deafening roar, followed by a huge firelight, and the entire spaceship exploded violently.

"Boom!"

Sparks flew and debris flew sideways, and flames raged, turning the surrounding space into chaos and danger in an instant. The old man subconsciously grabbed Bai Ye's arm tightly, and a confused expression stood out on his old face.

White Night stopped expressionlessly and turned to look at the exploding spaceship. The burst of fire shone in his deep eyes, but he was clearly unaffected, and a calm and calm temperament emanated.

Suddenly, the fragments of the flames flew towards them, and with a slight wave of Bai Ye's palm, an invisible force field burst out, blocking all the sparks and fragments in front of them. This force field acts as a transparent barrier, keeping out all external threats.

"Mindfulness?"

The old man's eyes widened, looking at everything in front of him as if it were happening in slow motion, and he couldn't believe that he could be protected in such a treacherous environment.

Bai Ye looked coldly at the wreckage of the spaceship in the explosion, and in the silence, he turned to the old man and said, "Are you okay?" ”

"Leave aside the fact that my ship just blew up and I was almost burned to ashes. Good couldn't be better! ”

The old man wiped the sweat from his head, squinted at the wreckage of the spaceship, and then turned to the white night, revealing a tired but determined smile.

"By the way, we haven't introduced ourselves yet, my name is Peter Quayle."

Bai Ye suddenly interjected, interrupting him without hesitation: "Star-Lord, right? ”

Peter Quiel's eyes widened and he looked at the white night with some surprise: "Oh, how do you know? ”

Bai Ye smiled indifferently, then dragged Clint who was whistling at the scenery on the side, and said to Peter Quayle: "Of course Hawkeye told me, you still remember him, right?" ”

"Hey, Star-Lord, long time no see."

Clint also turned his head very cooperatively, waved at Peter Quayle, and then raised the bow in his hand to confirm his identity.

Peter Quill's eyes widened immediately, his gray beard trembling with shock, he looked at Clint in disbelief and muttered, "Clint Barton? ”

The light was dim just now, and he couldn't see the true identity of this familiar old thing for a while, but he didn't expect it to be his comrade-in-arms back then!

Clint nodded, revealing a familiar smile: "That's right, old friend, how is it, this crash experience is exciting, right?" ”

A hint of shock flashed in Peter Quill's eyes, and then he couldn't help but laugh. He patted Clint on the shoulder, and said with a smile:

"Haha, Clint, you're still as humorous as ever, just like we used to be. How did you end up here with this gentleman, though? ”

He pointed to the white night, his expression revealing some curiosity and doubt.

Bai Ye smiled faintly and didn't explain, just replied, "We received a report about an object that crashed into the atmosphere, and now it seems to be related to your crash." Any information to share? ”

Star-Lord touched his beard and said calmly:

"Oh, I was fighting a group of guys called the Church of Universal Truth, and this time the Earth has been separated for decades to warn you, hey, now that the ship is scrapped, and even the communicator is burned out, what a bad day."

"By the way, you still don't know what the Church of Universal Truth is, do you?" Star-Lord said, a hint of cunning flashing in his eyes. He raised his hand and pointed to the starry sky in the distance, as if he was recalling a past.

"It's an organization that's supposed to exist in legends, a group of crazy people. They believe that the truth of the universe can only be attained through rituals and rituals that worship the Devourer of Planets, and that everything else is illusory. ”

"Also, the information I got indicates that the Planet Eater is coming to Earth!"

"I need to seek the help of the Avengers and the Fantastic Four, and only by joining forces can we have a chance to stop this catastrophe from happening."

Hearing this, Clint was stunned for a moment, and then a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes, he lowered his head and said to Peter Quier, "They. The Avengers and Fantastic Four were almost all killed more than forty years ago. ”

When Peter Quayle heard Clint's words, he was stunned. His eyes were filled with shock and disbelief, as if he couldn't accept this cruel truth.

"What?! More than forty years ago?" Star-Lord's voice trembled slightly, his hands unconsciously clenched into fists, and his gaze cast into the distance.

Clint's expression became more gloomy, and he slowly raised his head, revealing a hint of sadness and loss in his eyes. "Yes, they have made great sacrifices to protect the planet, to defend our homeland. A lot of people, including many of their heroes, are gone. ”

Star-Lord fell silent, seemingly unable to accept the fact. After a while, he suppressed the sadness in his heart and said in a deep tone: "Then, the earth is now in an irreparable crisis again. The catastrophe that the Devourer of Planets will bring, and no one can stop it?"

Clint suddenly laughed, as if he had heard a strange joke. He raised his hand and pointed at the white night standing aside, his eyes revealing a hint of mystery.

"He could."

(End of chapter)